Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

Northeast of the Wang capital, amidst the harsh mountainous areas, the village was.

Secrets closed to snow, “Fife".

Before Originalism flourished, it was said that there were about fifty human beings living in that place where the monastic ruins used by the trainee monks of another religion remained.

There is a reason why so many people remain in Fife who even have difficulty getting to and from the village at the foot.

Living in the nearby mountains sells a monster's fur at a high price.

Meat also has a unique flavour and some enthusiasts are in demand.

I mean, most of the residents are “hunters”.

"Huh... Huh..."

Going for such a fife, there was one girl.

Maria Afengens, then sixteen.

She received the life of Pope Fedoro Maximus and was sent here to investigate (...).

Single, without an escort.

It can't be common sense, such as sending her to a place where the majority of these sights are filled with snow, with a still young face.

But Maria is the Virgin.

Just in case, although the thick coat is woven from the top of the monastic garment, the snow never touches its body.

Because the magic of light that wraps your body melts with its heat.

The same was true at his feet, and the traces Maria had walked through were visible on the ground as if the snow had made its way on its own.

God's miracle - the followers of Originism who saw the sight would say so with their mouths together.

As a matter of fact, it just keeps activating magic, which can be reproduced by users of the same light attributes.

"... Finally, you see"

Beyond my sight, I see a number of light pales.

The brick-and-mortar village had not been abandoned for the sake of the population.

It's financially moist thanks to the hunters, so naturally so.

But that doesn't matter to Maria.

Her purpose is not in the village.

Churches set up in Fife - and temple ruins.

The mission to be fulfilled is to wait there.

◇ ◇ ◇

"Let, Virgin!? Did you come this far all by yourself!?

When Maria knocked on the church gate, the priest who welcomed her looked terribly surprised.

Likewise, the monks and knights open their mouths gently when they see her standing flat.

That should be it, too.

The Cathedral was consulted (...) and it was the priest himself who requested the dispatch of the Countermeasure Squad, because Maria, the Virgin, had not been heard to come.

"Hey you guys, what are you standing on! Bring the Virgin to a warm place quickly! All you have to do is prepare some warm soup. You get the blanket!

Priest giving instructions in haste.

Maria said in a gentle voice, grinning bitterly.

"Don't worry, your body isn't cold. But my legs are tired, so it would be helpful if I could sit down for a little while."

"That stuff is cheap for you! Anything else? Tell me what it is!

Passing the hurry, the priest had no longer reached the realm of excitement.

Rather than simply, though it is possible that the admired Virgin appears in front of her and is just tense.

But I can feel the opposite of asking for nothing before the person who told me so far.

Maria had no choice but to tell him.

"So... I'm ashamed, can I have a meal too? I only brought dried meat and water to reduce my baggage."

"Yes, I did. You guys, let's eat! Prepare the finest meal we can serve!

Following the word of the priest, the monk rushed to the kitchen.

"No, that's it..."

Maria's twinkle on the troubled face apparently hasn't reached him.

But it would be useless to stop them either way.

That's what the Virgin is to the faithful.

◇ ◇ ◇

Not so much. Maria was led to the reception room in the church.

The fire in the fireplace was heating the whole room better and she sighed lightly as she sat in the chair.

I didn't feel particularly cold walking outside, but oh my heart gets cold watching the sight of extended snow everywhere.

Watching the swinging flames seemed to melt the tight ice.

I just want to leave myself to comfort and, if possible, poke around the table just fine, but that's just unacceptable.

Anyway, Maria is a Virgin.

As a price (…), there is a need for quite a bit of standing behavior.

"So, Virgin, as for the request for an investigation..."

The priest asks her as she stands.

"You won't be comfortable, so sit down first. And there's no need for you to dwell on me more than you have to. Because priests are better off."

"No, that's not true! The Virgin is a faithful being to us Origins. I can't tell you if my mouth is torn because I'm in a better position."

The church chapel is always equipped with an "Origin Statue”.

It is said to have mimicked the Creator Origin, but the “Virgin" was very similar to it.

They are living idols.

Those who, directly from Origin, receive revelation in the form of "announcements" and give grace to people - that is the Virgin.

Popes and Cardinals can similarly hear the announcement, but that is because during the baptism that exists in the Cathedral, they were baptized by Origin.

But Maria's not.

She has the power to communicate with Origin by birth, and is able to hear the announcement even without being baptized - that is the setting of the Virgin (...).

The Church is so corrupt that it cannot control the faithful without using such a thing.

Whenever the popes and cardinals deepened their connection to the kingdom and their political intentions appeared colorful in their acts, the decent (...) clergy moaned.

They forget what Originism really is, and wonder if they're running to private personal greed.

He said he made it an excessive expansion of the Knights, and he made it a drug ban, because whatever you think it is, it just seems like it's meant to fatten the Popes' private bellies.

Well, the truth is, that's what Origin was all about, and he hasn't intended to grace the King's people from the beginning - and there's no way the end could have known about that.

Now, when that happens, the priests are naturally suspicious of the Popes.

Factions were born that should be called anti-popes, and the division of Originism became a matter of time.

It was the Virgin who was born for that gas drain.

Her fulfillment of the "main nostalgia” the Popes forget, that is, their time buying.

Regardless, at first there was some rebellion against the system called the Virgin, but it was none other than Maria herself who wiped it out.

She worked well anyway.

He traveled across the kingdom and reached out to many people free of charge.

As a result, the Virgin had the same effect as the Popes thought, and now an unconditional trust can be gained from all priests by that name alone.

"But Master Fedoro is also a bad person. If the Virgin is to come, I wish she had told me in advance."

"I think it's to keep you from worrying. Because when you hear I'm coming, the priest is going to treat you generously."

"In these cases, it's more awkward not to entertain. But... you're weak."

"What's wrong?

"May I leave this request for investigation to the Virgin..."

Priest wrinkling between eyebrows with a serious look.

Maria looks worried and peeks into his face.

"That's why I'm here, don't hesitate to say it"

When I smile, the priest's cheeks stain red.

Virgin is an idol - i.e. there is also an idyllic side to the Origins.

He was in a hurry, not just because a great man from the Church came.

"Let the Virgin... yes, if she says so"

The priest began to talk about what had happened in this village when he coughed up "ho ho" and regained his mind.

"Actually, there were four monks in this church, three of whom went missing as they headed for the temple site. It's already been a week, but I haven't found one clue yet..."

"Why are those three in the ruins of the temple?

"I hear you went to confirm the rumors."

"Rumor, is it"

"Yeah... whatever, you think a" sixth monk ”who shouldn't exist in this village will show up around the temple ruins"

There are five monks in all who belong to the church in Fife.

By the way, they are all men.

"Did the villagers tell you that story?

"No, it looks like one of them went missing started saying"

"I mean, it's not a rumor, it's like a sighting."

"... now that I think about it, I guess I did"

That is not the kind of inheritance that is passed down to the village.

But whoever witnessed it, the other two shouldn't have believed anything like "ghost stories on temple tracks”.

So I went out of my way to the scene at night to make sure of it and to give it a try.

It's a precious leisure time in a secluded church without entertainment.

"Is it possible that the monster hit you?

"There were no signs of battle. Plus, they're monks. It's hard to imagine destroying all the monsters that live in this area before, because adventurers are supposed to have the power of C-rank."

"Really... that's a strange story indeed. I think you were right to request an investigation from the Pope."

In Maria's words, the priest gave a relieved look.

In addition to the five monks, even two church knights resided in the church of Fife.

This is quite a large number, given the size of the village.

The increase in the number of people is also due to the fact that a location closed by snow is perfect as a training place to get rid of the troubles - but that should solve most of the problems.

That, while in such a privileged environment, we have been forced into a situation where we have had to issue a request for support to the Cathedral.

That must have been a disgrace to an administrator priest.

If you were a thinker of your own preservation, there could have been cases where you would secretly hire an adventurer, or a hunter from a village, to try to solve it.

But he didn't.

He took the safety of his people and his village more than his own honor.

"Quickly, we'll look into the temple ruins tomorrow as well. Can I ask for guidance?

"Absolutely! As well as guidance, the Virgin's orders are all in order to be fulfilled."

"Hehe, don't put too much effort into your shoulders. I'm just sixteen little daughters."

"You're somewhat humble, with all your outstanding strength and tenderness,"

"Kindness......"

Maria's smile is slightly cloudy.

And she said, mocking herself.

"It's overrated. Just say Virgin, and everyone will trust me unconditionally. It's troublesome. I'm not that perfect."

"Virgin......"

The priest couldn't say anything.

Words that can be spoken can't be found by opening a drawer from one end.

There's no choice, because he's not Linus Redianz.

"... I'm sorry, you've made me look like a fool. Shall we work out the plan for tomorrow?"

"Yes, let's do that"

Maria, once again back to her original smile, continued her conversation in the face of the priest.

◇ ◇ ◇

The next morning, Maria left the church and headed to the temple site.

The priest is not the only one who accompanies her.

One remaining monk and two knights - namely all those belonging to the Church of Fife - walk behind her to escort the Virgin.

It was Maria herself, not the others, who suggested we all head there.

Of course the priest had intended that from the beginning, but he felt slightly uncomfortable that she had said so herself.

Maria calls herself the 'immature', but her strength comes with origami.

Because I'm a little over sixteen years old and I have S-rank power where adventurers say I am.

By the way, in Fife's church, the priest is rank B, and the remaining monks and knights are each about rank C.

Even if the four of them stand in a bunch, it won't be possible to defeat Maria.

Why did you have to bring everyone in while there was so much difference in power?

Of course, no priest suspects Maria.

But I get anxious.

What the hell is lurking in this temple?

Has the Virgin been sent on purpose to mean that there is a danger here that cannot be dealt with unless she is as powerful as Maria?

While various thoughts circled through the priest's head,

"Is this the ruins of the temple..."

I had arrived at my destination at some point.

In front of Maria is a stone building, the majority of which decayed.

There's little room in this place where you can hide, where there's not even a roof left.

Of course you can't snow, so staying here for more than a week would be impossible for a coarse human being.

Fortunately, the investigation could have proceeded with ease because it has not snowed rarely today.

Maria and the others make a division to find out if there are any traces of missing persons in the temple ruins.

Sometimes time had passed since his disappearance, however, and he could hardly find it.

"If even the magic of the wind could have been used, maybe it would have been easy to find..."

Maria snaps.

All I'm here for are church officials.

In other words, there are only users of light attributes.

Light attributes specialize in healing magic, and the power of attack magic is there, but they are not as clever as other attributes.

There is the only unique advantage of restorative magic, so it may be a luxury to seek more than that, but a useful occasion in everyday life was more overwhelming with fire and wind.

And three hours from the start of the investigation.

When I finished checking most of the temple ruins and started giving up the mood...

"Ah!"

Maria speaks up.

Reacting, everyone's gaze turned towards her.

"Here... there seems to be something. Lid, is it?"

I can barely distinguish myself from the floor, but touching it with my fingers felt like a slight step.

The priests stroke the stone floor just like Maria, confirming.

"It's true... that's right, Virgin, we could never have realized it alone"

"No, it's a coincidence that I found it, too. But - thank you, it doesn't seem to be something you can open with your fingers."

Naturally, there are no handles.

Probably something that opens up with some trick.

But I wasn't going to look for a trick.

When Maria asked the priests to leave the scene, she herself stood right next to the lid, kneading her hands in front of her.

"Judgment!"

When you cast magic, a sword of light the size of a person rises in the air and falls at high speeds.

"Oh, this is the magic of the Virgin......!

The size of the sword varies depending on the amount of magic consumed.

Just destroy the lid, Maria didn't mean to put so much effort into it, but from the priest's point of view, it was huge enough.

The blade pierces the ground.

Then the impact scattered the lid, with a large hole.

When the rising dust clears, the priest peeks into it.

"Is this... a staircase?

"Sounds like it. It seems to follow in the back, but we can't confirm what's ahead from here."

"No way, were the monks in here"

"I think it's possible. If you don't, you can't just disappear in this temple ruin."

The back of the stairs is dark and covered in deep darkness.

I can't imagine how far it goes and what lies ahead.

But fortunately, if you are a user of light attributes, you can illuminate the darkness.

The sky is still bright, too.

It would also be possible to come back before sundown if we proceed with our internal exploration, even immediately.

"What will you do, priest? Once you're back and ready, or..."

"No, I was wondering if we should look inside right away. We can't take away the Virgin's time at our convenience any more."

"I'm glad you don't mind there."

"That's not how it works. I'll take the lead here, then."

"No, I'll go, so you all follow me from behind"

I had felt a little pity for the schematics of following the sixteen-year-old girl from earlier, but I can't say anything back when Maria told me that.

When Maria magically creates a light sphere that illuminates her surroundings, she floats it in front of herself and goes down the stairs.

That was a long long staircase.

Due to the condition of the feet and walls, it does not seem as old as the temple ruins.

"Something like this is in the basement of the temple..."

The monks and knights seemed surprised, including the priest.

What purpose did you create such a hands-on underground facility in the countryside, like Fife?

Finally, the staircase ends and a modern metal door appears in front of Maria.

Maria opened it without hesitation and stepped inside, approximating the priests facing the appearance of an increasingly mismatched object with the location of the ruins.

"This is... what..."

"It's a building that has progressed (...) so much that we don't even look inside in the Wang capital..."

Gray walls and floors illuminated by demonic lights on the ceiling and made of metal.

Inorganic, but it was clear to everyone that it was made with technology far more advanced than Fife's churches and private homes.

Countless doors line the left and right of the hallway that stretches straight ahead, and you can also see several street lanes along the way.

Pretty broad, no matter how your voice sounds.

Maria watches the sight in front of her.

Then a shadow creeps across the poking hallway.

"Is that... a monk?

"It's one of us missing!

It was for a moment that I saw it, but the priest seemed to be able to tell right from his outfit.

The accompanying monks also finally find their companions and their expressions become brighter.

"Looks like you were still lost here"

"Right. I'm curious about what this facility is, but we'll find out later."

Now ahead of the priest, a line on a small run to the penetration of the hallway.

When we reached that point, the missing monk turned toward the disappeared L-shaped road.

Then again, the monk turns down the hallway and disappears to the left.

"Oh, hey! Wait for me!

A monk trying to escape for some reason.

One of the knights who was following me from behind accidentally called out loud.

But there was no reaction, and as the Marias proceeded to the rampage again, the monks ran away again in the same way behind the hallway.

"Why are you imitating things like running away from us..."

The priest twists his neck.

"Weird, right? Besides, you were different from the first man I saw."

"Yeah, he seemed to be a different monk than the first, second, and third"

"Do you want to appeal to the fact that everyone is safe"

"It's too much of a joke for me. Damn, what a wretch to annoy the Virgin...... let's get him right away!

A priest who holds his fist and declares strongly.

Maria followed the fleeing monk, smiling three times bitterly.

Then the missing monks stand all three in the middle of the crossroads this time.

There is no way for the priest to escape even if he approaches, but he does not respond no matter how many times he calls.

I'm just standing there with my back turned.

"Hey guys, come on!

The priest approaches the three with a large strand.

Apparently, I'm not running away this time.

An outstretched hand rests on the shoulder of a monk standing in the center, forcing this one to turn around.

Then...

"What are you nagging about?"

As the priest said, the man had a thin laugh.

The two people on both sides then look back, with a similar look.

"I have a good complexion and I haven't even had one. You said you've been in a place like this for over a week and you've had a decent life (...) for a long time."

Though there are thorns in the word, there is no anger in the word of the priest.

I guess I'm relieved to be able to confirm the safety of my men.

"Well, as for the explanation to be given after I return - I'm sorry, Virgin. I found it light."

"If they're safe, we've never been over it."

"See, you guys? I don't know what happened to lurking in a place like this, but you annoyed the hands of such a wonderful Virgin, didn't you? Why don't you show me the color of reflection for a little while? Hmm?"

The three remain as thin and giggly as ever.

One of them opens his mouth for the first time when a line starts to feel uncomfortable about how it looks.

"When I came here, I saw a man dressed like us."

"Right. I've heard that story since it came out, so now..."

"Stand flat at night without the lights. I was very suspicious, but when I talked to him, he called himself an Originist."

Even though I hadn't heard, he started telling me how things were going.

The priest drops his shoulder and sighs loudly.

"It's no use excusing me, you think reflection and prudence are inevitable"

"We didn't know there was an Original facility outside the church, so we were very interested. So I went down the stairs, as they told me, and I stepped into this facility."

"Hey, are you listening to me?

"Surprised. Because the facility, which cost more than the church, was spread out in this basement. Listening to the story, she said it was about a decade ago that this place was made, and that it involved Ms Echidna Ipeira, a genius researcher. Did you know Echidna Ipeira. I was called a prodigy from an early age, and I grew up with that assessment. Yeah, but he said his name was different from what it is now, so you might not know if I said Echidna Ipeira, but he was laughing at Kerakera."

"... what are you talking about?

Just noticing the anomaly, the priest stared at the man who spoke to rap.

Still, he continues his words with a powerless expression.

"By the way, we were led to a certain room. Said this was the end of an institution that was doing research that would be" Kimyra ”. When I asked him," Why are you in a place like this when it's the end of the line, "the man replied," Because I'm the end of it too. "Of course we tilted our necks. Because I didn't know what that meant. But we soon learned what that word meant."

Twisted, the priest takes a distance from the three.

If you notice, the two knights were pulling out their swords and pointing their blades at them.

No hostility.

But it was unusual.

Although the man speaks the language of men, it was clear to everyone that no communication had been established with the priest.

The input device is broken, just unilaterally outputting.

Although no one had yet understood what the act was for.

"Choo-choo, choo-choo, choo-choo"

The man said as he stuck his lips out, as if to imitate the rat chirping.

"In my mouth - oh, no, I wasn't sure if that was my mouth, but it's probably a hole like my mouth, a hole. Something like a loose tube is inserted from there, and it's like a chump, a chump, a chump. Apparently, they found out that it was a reproductive act for him, but being a party, I wasn't there in pain, so I just screamed."

"Reproductive behavior...?

"Priest, get away from him!

Maria calls desperately, but because of being swallowed by the air, the priest's body doesn't move well.

With stiff legs, rubbing the soles of his feet on the floor, he leans back so best he can.

The monks and knights on the side of the allies (...) wanted to rush over to him to protect the priest, but the tense atmosphere that dominates the field doesn't allow it.

That's like a swollen water balloon to the point of criticism, so to speak.

A slight trigger - for example, just one step forward would burst and smash the contents (...).

But right now, it's not the water that's in the balloon.

Play, spread, lose your life the moment you touch it.

"Choo-choo, choo-choo, choo-choo"

At the same time as words, pulsating, the abbot's abdomen.

But even if the balloon didn't crack, it will eventually come then.

Wait or step out on your own, that's the difference.

At present, no one has the courage to step forward on this occasion.

"Hard, sloppy, spilled"

It eventually deforms the man's body throughout his body and as if something was inside him.

But his expression remained unchanged, and he said this in a flat voice.

"It will take roughly a week to hatch and we will give you a message from him"

It was a week ago that the monks went missing.

I mean, “a week later."

"Spill...... Bo...... ooh"

- Now.

When they hatch from the eggs in their bodies simultaneously, their mouths, ears, and noses, as well as pushing their eyeballs from behind and crawling out of both eyes.

Black shadow with eight legs.

"Ku, spider!?

The priest shook his throat and called his name.

Yes, it was the spider who showed up.

The size to the leg is about the size of a person's fist.

It must be more gigantic if it grows because it's just born and its size.

Such a notable feature of them was that, despite being worms, they had glossy peachy swirled organs in the center of their heads.

I don't know what it's attached for.

But the “organ” was constantly spitting red liquid that reminded people of their blood.

Because of its small body, the sound emitted is naturally also small.

But the number of spiders born of the three monks transformed into egg sacs is thousands, as far as the sight of the priest shows.

If all that number pulsates the spiral simultaneously, the more offensive the sound resonates in the hallway.

Damn, gu, cum, cum, cum...

The sticky sound echoed, enveloping the Marias, as the bells chorused in the river plains at night.

The priest, who was so hard to move, finally stops completely on his legs.

I don't want to stop, I can't move.

It's now time to be completely swallowed by the different sights in front of you, as if tied to yarn.

"And, priest, heh!

That's when one knight moved.

I guess he was a brave man.

When he popped out in front of the priest, he said, "Enchanted light!" and imparted the magic of light to the sword, cutting it into a large swarm of impending spiders.

Heated by light, the blade easily cleaves the body of the spider.

But there are too many.

Where I sifted the sword, it was impossible to wipe it out.

"I won't let you through here! As a church knight I protect the priest... protect him... whoa, whoa, whoa!

Has his insistence as a knight produced that strength?

He wields his sword at the groans.

But at its feet, the spider is already snapping.

Move the eight legs quickly and run up on the armor.

The knight quickly grabbed hold of it when he realized it, but it's not going to make it either.

Plus a spider appeared intruding from the armor verse (...), and it was no longer a matter of time before he was filled.

I can't help you anymore - everyone who was watching how it went realized that, I just have to give up eating up my teeth.

Another knight quickly approached the stopped priest of his feet, distancing himself from the spider as he dragged his body.

"Priest, let's get out of here. There's nothing more we can do!

"Ah...... oh yeah, we have to get out of here fast"

The priest, finally regained his sanity, runs out on his own feet.

"The Virgin, too, come on!

To the knight's call, Maria also nodded, gazing at the spiders in obscurity, following them.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts. Ooh! Fuck, fuck, I don't like it, I don't want to die. No!

A grieving interrupter heard from behind.

The priests run with a bitter look on their face.

The knights, who had been incisive together in particular, were shaking their heads left and right to escape that reality.

"Holy Virgin... where should we run away"

Maria can't possibly even know about the structure of the facility.

I knew even the monk who asked about it, but I couldn't help it.

The Virgin is a proxy for God, so I'm sure she'll come up with a technique that will help -.

But Maria stays silent.

"Answer me, Virgin! If you can hear what Origin has to say, you'll save us, won't you?

……

"Say something, Virgin!

"Calm down, I am confused by the Virgin and the situation!

"Then it doesn't make sense that you're here to help! I thought you came here to save us.

The monks to blame, the priests to blame, and the knights to hold their mouths - everyone lacked calm.

The spider hatched in the middle of the crossroads.

I mean, right in the middle of the facility.

If it was the spider that was using the body of the missing person to make them talk, they have some intelligence.

If so, they (...) probably understand that the priests are trying to escape, and from that speed of travel, the road leading to the exit should already be blocked.

There is no way.

At a time when he did not help the attacked knight, the bottom of Maria's power is shining.

It would also be impossible to break through forcefully.

"How could you... how could you do this...!

Tears in the eyes of a monk.

I can hear the scabs, the cuckoos and the spiders approaching from behind, even more as I hunt down his heart.

As the concurrent knight turned for only a moment, he raised a voice that drew "hiccups".

The gray floors, the walls, the ceilings, they were all filled with black.

And the flesh-colored spiral attached to the head is uniformly pointed towards us.

I had no longer heard him save the priest.

The armor that was clustered, with its contents empty, is rolled over a large swarm of spiders.

Whether my legs were dull or my heart was about to break, now I had to run.

First, aim for the bend in front of you.

Pass over there, turn again, and there's an exit there.

We can get away with this.

Driven only by such unfounded hope, they continued to run - soon after, hope was trampled on lightly by eight legs.

Beyond the bend he was aiming for, he appeared with a flock of spiders.

"... no"

From someone's mouth, nature and disappointment leaked.

Totally pinched - no more escape.

It seemed so, but it wasn't over yet.

I might have been happier when it was over, but just next to it, there was an entrance to the room.

I don't know what lies ahead, but if there is a way to survive even every minute and second of it, I can't help but choose.

"We're going into the room! Hurry up, Virgin!

"I am..."

When the priest opens the door, the monks and knights flee inside as they jump in.

But Maria stood still on the spot, holding her hand against the approaching spider from both sides.

"Holy Virgin, what the hell!

"You can't do nothing because of the role given to you by the Pope!

Magic emanates from her hands.

Virgin self-sacrifice, and a particle of light that makes you feel mysterious - the sight must have mysteriously appeared.

"Divine Wall!"

Magic becomes a wall, blocks corridors, and stops spiders from progressing.

Of course it only gives me a break.

They will use the power of the spiral, and soon the thin walls to that extent will break through.

But - it's not pointless.

A little bit, because there may be a miraculous handful of reversals left indoors.

"Priest, get inside! We can't stop it that long!

"Oh, no..."

"Come on!"

Pressed by strong words, the priest entered the room with remorse and closed the door.

Because where I wasted my time here, I realized it was pointless.

And close the key immediately.

Of course I don't think this will stop the spider from breaking in.

"You guys, get me a chair or a desk! Buy some time with the barricades!

"Priest, the Virgin..."

"... cum"

A priest who holds his fist and nags.

With that look, the monks and knights became imaginative.

"No way... because I said that... because of mine... eh"

A monk on his knees.

It's now that I've stopped my legs and restored some calm that makes my regrets extra big.

Even the deaths of the three missing or knights eaten by spiders have not yet been digested.

Despair filled his chest, tears overflowing from nature and his eyes.

Furthermore, the monk creeps to the ground, shaking his body as he rubs his forehead against the floor.

"Ugh... Ugh... this is not how it should be... at that time, if I had stopped everyone going to the temple ruins... to this thing haha!

"Not if you're sorry! We must survive to reward the Virgin for her sacrifice!

Taking the priest's drink, he did not rise.

You've completely broken your heart - the priest sighs, "Huh," and makes eye contact with the knight.

Fortunately, this one still seems to be working.

The two cooperated, laying chairs and desks all over the room in front of the door.

I know this can only be a respite, but it is better to have mental stability than none.

"Phew... is this what it is? But this room..."

The priest, who finished building the barricade, once again looked around the room.

Unstoppable chemicals or samples of organisms lining the shelves.

In addition, another shelf holds books.

He approaches there and takes one of them.

And I looked under the cover, and I peeled my eyes off.

"This crest, no way..."

I want to think it's my fault.

But even if you throw down the book in your hand and look at the cover of another book, the same mark is inscribed.

In the next book, in the next book.

"Priest?

To the priest's strange behavior, the knight walked over to him.

And take the book that fell on the floor.

"Is this an Original symbol? That means this facility was built by the church......?

"Apparently, that's the thing. The monks they found on the ruins of the temple could also be the result of church officials who worked in this facility."

"Does that mean the church was creating such a monster!?

That unusual spider and a bunch of samples lined up on the shelf - it was very natural for the knight to come to that conclusion.

"We have to get out of here at all costs"

"Dear Priest..."

"It's rhetoric that organizations that exist to save people dye their hands at such inhumane experiments! As soon as possible, we need to make this fact known to many people and bring Originism back to the way it was!

I knew the church was corrupt, even priests.

Still, until now, I've accepted that there's nothing I can do, nothing I can do.

And if only people around me knew how to do the right church - that's what I've thought and acted on.

On the other hand, however, it is also a compromise: 'You can close your eyes if you have this degree of evil'.

Such “lines” exist for any good man.

The church was set by the priest. It went beyond that.

"Priest, I will also offer you"

A knight who has lost his companion also synchronizes himself to the priest with a strong readiness.

Though - if we don't get out of here first, nothing starts.

"But you're weak, I don't think there's another way out of this room."

"No, Priest, these underground spaces should have holes to replace the air. For example, beyond that lid near the ceiling..."

The knight pointed to the vent entrance and the iron lid at the corner of the room.

The priest puts his hand on his chin, "Hmm," and approaches it with an affordable chair.

And I held it with both hands to try and rocked it gently.

"You're well stopped. If we don't destroy it, we're not going to be able to take it off."

From the date of the books kept, this facility would have existed for at least a decade or so.

Even after all those days, it should be noted that the building itself did not appear to be deteriorating.

Hard to believe the spider is conserving it.

Perhaps it was made quite sturdy from the start.

"Then I will destroy it with this sword."

"No, if it's about this, it's light magic."

Priest bringing his hand closer to the lid.

But he stopped right before he activated the magic.

"Ahh... ahh... ahh..."

Because I heard a man's, frightened voice.

Turning around, the monk was pale in the face when he saw the wall.

Not only that, but his trousers are slightly wet around the groin.

Apparently, he's incontinent.

In such an unusual fright, the priest turned his gaze toward the wall he was looking at, frowning.

That's just behind where the knight stands.

Of the shelves lined with numerous books, from which - two long, black, furry “legs" stretched.

"That, is..."

It's not like I didn't think about it.

If the missing monks were used as bags to lay eggs - there must be a "parent” somewhere, he said.

But I was trying not to instinctively think about it.

Because if only child spiders were so desperate, but even parent spiders were there, the chances of survival would no longer be zero.

So I still wanted to think of it as a 'hallucination', and if I couldn't, I wanted to decide that 'someone stuck a giant spider leg on the wall with a fling'.

But the priest knows that there were no legs or anything until a while ago.

So, without thinking that, while I was repeatedly breathing shallow like my lungs cramped without saying a word while I was looking at the wall - it clasped, and he moved.

One action is big.

At the time of the child spider, it was at a rate that was not so different from a person's all-powerful disease.

The size of that body would allow a few meters of travel within the shortest time humans could recognize.

(Sorry -)

In a moment, the priest apologized in his heart.

You could have told the knight standing there to run away or get down.

But I didn't have much fear.

All I could do was watch.

"Priest, what the hell..."

A knight speaks out.

The parent spider, which instantly emerged from behind the shelf and moved to the ceiling to react to it, jumped from his head.

"Agu!? hey, what, but... ahhh!?

A spiral beast that is too hazy, with every single leg about the size of a person.

That is the “lord” of this facility that housed the origin-core in the body, in fact the born child spider is just a “split" in which the origins mimic their reproductive function, but there is no reason for them to know that.

As the spider pressed the spiral of his head against the knight's head, he stretched and pierced a tube from it.

"Agu."

The skull is pierced as crisp and easy as thin ice stretched out in a puddle, penetrating deep into the brain.

"Ah... sissy, y... sissy, but... shaved, gibberish... gibberish"

The disgust, which cannot even be called pain, filled the consciousness of the knight.

He dripped nasty, clear fluid from his eyes that were so open that he could call them tears, his tongue stretched out and fell off the edge of his mouth. Who defiled the floor?

The muscles throughout the body gradually slow down and the excrement pollutes the inside of the armor.

Chiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Still, the spider sucked his brain and took away his consciousness.

A little bit, for the Origin's compound, maybe he was the kind one.

Anyway, there is no great pain in the person being killed, because at least that consciousness can die lightly as a human being.

Immediately the knight's soul was summoned and turned into a mere sack of meat.

Still no end to the spider meal.

Extend the tube even longer to suck out the gut called the gut in the body.

The priest looked at the sight.

The emotions that dwell are neither fear nor anger, but “nil".

It seems that too many things have happened out of common sense and the thought has stopped altogether.

On the other hand, the first monk to discover the spider is crying as he shakes his neck from left to right in such a way as to cling to his buttocks.

My pants are so submerged that I no longer have any incontinent urine left.

Perhaps he's actually calmer than a priest around taking the action of falling behind nonetheless.

"Ugh... Wow!

And to escape, he reached the exit of the room - that is, the barricade - and began to collapse it stacked.

Anyway, I want to go outside, with that one heart.

Of course if that's all the noise, the spider isn't silent.

He threw down the body of a knight who had finished his meal and turned into an empty egg bag, slowly approaching the monk's back so that he could even tongue down.

"Hiccup, hiccup, yah, yah! Don't do it, don't do it, Master Origin. Ahhh!

Cry like a child, throw a broken chair or desk at a spider, and aim outside.

As a result, he made it.

When he finished breaking down the barricade and opened it with a trembling hand, he succeeded in jumping out of the room.

"Yay -"

Whatever's ahead of us - it's a bunch of child spiders.

"Hih, okay, no! Get away from me! Get away from me! Whoa! I run away, I, uh, believe in Master Origin until today, right, hard work! So you're supposed to survive. Ahhh!

Though stuck around by a child spider and stuck in his body, he ran.

Perhaps by that point, my heart must have been completely broken already.

"Ha ha, survive ooh! Let him survive! Mommy! Daddy! I'm going home. I'm going home with the power of Master Origin. Ah! Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

I was weak, but my faith was stronger.

As you can see from the fact that only one person did not take part in the "Courage Trial," he was a serious man and was quite expected to do so in the future.

But he was making the biggest mistake.

"Oh, God..."

That's how I made him a prayer priest, but I couldn't help but make a mistake: "The God I believed was the Origin."

In short, you can't be saved where you prayed.

In the end, we have to do something on our own.

When he saw that the child spider had eaten his prey, the parent spider turned to the priest.

"Judgment!"

The sword of light rises.

I didn't imitate Maria, Judgment is the most popular attack magic in light attributes.

The size is from a person's elbow to earlier in his finger, and naturally does not extend to the Virgin.

But it should have been too powerful to destroy the metal lid.

But the sword pointing out, neither destroying nor piercing the lid, gaggin '! And they bounced it.

No matter, it's not intact, but it's still less damaging than the priest assumed.

"Damn, you're making it so sturdy to a place like this! Then again, Judgment! Judgment!"

The priest repeats the same magic.

It's definitely working.

The entire lid was distorted, the shape of the frame changed and the screws mounted for fixing were on the verge of coming off.

But the spider approaching from behind is almost there.

Plus the child spider that broke in through the door was filling the room.

I don't have time.

The priest was ready to burn his own hand, and reached for the lid, which was about to come off, heated with the sword of light.

If we get this far, our hands should be faster than magic.

"Gu... ku, ku, whoa, whoa!

A roaring priest.

Then the lid comes off, and the hole is drilled enough for each person to get through it in a spicy way.

And he jumped up, trying to kick the chair he was scaffolding, sliding his body into the vent.

Spider arms swung up behind his back cut the sky.

When I felt the wind created by the movement on my back, the whole body of the priest popped.

But now we've escaped from that nightmarish room.

Most of all - I just walked in here, and I don't have any certainty that I can get away with it.

Though I'm going to cough up the dust, I can't afford that.

Move your arms desperately forward.

Once he bent his neck in the narrow passage and checked his back, the parent spider was pounding his flesh-colored head into the entrance multiple times.

The mucus is splashed and the priest's feet are slightly red and dirty.

"Ha... ha... something like that... must not exist...!

When he snapped, he began to move forward on his crawl.

Lose as much and you won't hear the parent spider punch you in the head.

A little late, the child spiders followed the priest to replace him.

Cassava, couchu couchu and whilst echoing in the vent such a creepy sound that it can be called the extreme of discomfort.

"Heh, heh, heh!

There is also a great drain on the priest's health.

Sometimes it's hard to move, priestly clothes, and I can't quite move on as I think.

The child spiders, on the other hand, approach each other at the same speed as when they were in the hallway or in the room.

Given the opening of the lid, I wasn't likely to be able to stay here for a long time.

(I can't help it... is this the limit around here)

There is no denying that it is a snuff on the spot.

But survival is the least we can do to find a way to survive.

When a new exit was seen beside him, the priest struck a smaller sword of light there.

Then this time, conveniently, it comes off in one shot.

I guess the screw was loose from the beginning.

And I went outside, not sure what was going on ahead.

Falling...

"Ugh!

On the cold floor, punch him in the back.

My body doesn't move well due to pain.

But survival instincts whip the flesh and pass through impotence.

When he uses his hands to get up quickly, he looks around.

Indoors - not.

Apparently that's the hallway there.

I see the bodies of three monks on my left.

"Oh, here!

The priest's expression became brighter.

It's a miracle, a miracle happened.

The fact that there is a crossroads on the left where the monks stood - there must be an exit on the right.

Fortunately, there are no child spiders around here for some reason.

He doesn't even show up from the vent.

This is a great opportunity to escape.

He was a priest who tried to run out, but he hears katsun, katsun and footsteps and stops on the spot.

(Virgin......? No, normally it shouldn't be possible to survive in that situation)

You're right to run if you think calmly.

Even if someone shows up, it's likely that he's already dominated by spiders.

But because of the goodness of his people, I thought, "I'm going to abandon him," and I couldn't run straight to the exit.

Stand by to get off to a start at any time and wait to see the Lord of Footsteps.

What I could see from across the corner - was Maria, intact, rocking her golden hair and putting together a beautiful white monastic outfit.

The figure must have looked more divine than the Origin to a cornered priest.

"Holy Virgin...... Bu, you were safe......!

……

Maria walks over silently.

The priest, who saw the figure, felt something cold in his spine.

"The Virgin......? No way, you're on that spider too..."

"... no, it's not"

Maria finally opens her mouth.

From the tone of that voice, I knew immediately that she was sane.

The priest relieves himself of his breasts.

"Ha... well, I'm relieved. Come on, Virgin, let's get out of here right away. This facility is dangerous!

……

The Virgin silences herself again.

And stood still in front of the priest.

He puts his neck up at Maria, who doesn't look like she panicked either.

In the first place, it's a strange story that it's intact.

The Divine Wall she made - it was only a matter of time before the wall of light broke through.

The child spider was approaching from both sides, and there was no vent entrance, as in that room.

It should have been her own admission that a large number of spider opponents, no matter how overwhelming their magical powers as Virgins, are impossible to break through.

And yet, how did you get here unharmed?

"... it's troublesome"

Maria crushed so sadly in her heart.

"What...?

"I think I told you first."

"Ha... uh, I'm sorry, but what is the Virgin talking about?

In response to that word, the priest tried desperately to recall his conversation with her.

But there is no conversation that comes to mind.

At least not one thing that ties the current situation together.

But on the other hand, Maria was giving a big tip.

Most of all, the only person who realizes that it was a "tip” is the one who knew the fact from the beginning -

"Everyone has trouble trusting the Virgin unconditionally," he said.

"Heh...?

Maria puts her hands together.

A sword of light is created.

Judgment - i.e. the blade of acquittal.

Originally, it is a holy sword, to judge the sinful fool.

"Ohh... Phew..."

That pierced the priest.

Joo - and the meat and spilled blood burn, and the unique smell fills his nasal cavity.

More spit up blood was spit out of his mouth, and an iron odor was added to it.

"Duh... how...? You, the Pope………………………"

"So that's the thing"

Maria lifted her hair and said it out cold.

From behind it, a parent spider was approaching with a large number of child spiders.

But they never attack Maria, and stop there as if to obey.

"Well, well, well, well, well, well, my Virgin... well, well..."

"Because there are many secrets in the Church that are more important than people's lives."

"Oh no... what...!

- There's nothing like that.

That must be what the priest wanted to say.

Yeah, sure, that's the right opinion.

Even Maria knows.

But it is the statute of the world that enlarged power tramples on righteousness.

Besides, most importantly - Maria herself is a symbol of "fault," so there's no reason for her to pierce correctness like that.

"So now I am."

Maria passes beside the priest and leaves the institution.

"Ya stop..."

Then the spiders move out.

First, the child spider quickly killed the priest, as if he had added or subtracted until earlier.

"At least... magic, geez... but ahhh! Bake... Around, Dj... Huh!

Mouth, nose, ears - not only that, but also from the open wounds, the child spiders enter the body.

Seeking his gut.

Furthermore, as the parent spider approached, a twisted tube appeared from the spiral of meat.

"This, this, this bunch of... is eaten... uhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Squeeze the last force and scream.

Somehow, unlike other bodies, the priest was not eaten “eyes” until the end.

That's probably because Origin set him up to make his death more cruel and ugly.

"... as always, that's a bad taste"

Maria says as she climbs the stairs.

Don't forget to blame yourself for not telling you.

But no matter what I said, there was no change in the noise named "Announcement," which kept ringing in her brain.

◇ ◇ ◇

"Neesa Ma!

The little girl ran as hard as she could when she found Maria and set up a tackle as it was.

And when I bury my face on my chest, I spin my arm around my back and push it around.

"Mm-hmm, I can smell you!

"Damn, you'll always be Saila. That's why I'm here today."

"Ed, that doesn't matter!

Saila stares as she points at Ed, who laughs naggingly.

Johnny bows his head to Maria, smiling bitterly at the interaction between the two of them like that.

"Look, you're both rude to the Virgin."

"Please don't. Anyway, it's just sad when people treat you like that."

"Right. Maria's still our sister."

"You look great at your age. I'm talking about how a big brother like this could be here."

"Oh? You're gonna tell me, Sarah, even this morning, that's all you're gonna do."

"So you're telling me to stop talking about it! You're a girl too!?

A liveliness that doesn't suit a majestic cathedral.

Maria had nothing to show in Fife, a heartfelt smile.

"Well, not Ed, but if Maria can look like that, don't worry."

"... Huh?

"You just looked so dark."

"That's what happened. We're here to comfort Maria like that..."

"Ed just wants to make a scene."

"Absolutely right. I won't if I'm grateful."

"Oh, it's just the two of you... Huh!

If it's just Saila, it's still true, but when Johnny joins us, Ed can't get out strong either.

"Dull...... same, all three of you"

Maria put her hand on her mouth and shook her shoulders and laughed.

Saila has always liked the smile on her face.

Recently, she was given a role as a Virgin, less often seen by living elsewhere, but once lived in the same church.

Of course I know Ed and Johnny.

Tina, the three guardians, was also a deeply involved person with Maria.

"By the way, why did you come to the cathedral today?

I thought you were supposed to meet me.

"... to me?

"Uh, somehow, that's it. I thought you might want to report it."

"Me and Ed, we finally took our exams and became church knights."

Maria's expression was echoed in the report.

It was not made, but naturally so.

"Congratulations! I heard you were aiming, but I can't believe you passed at sixteen. It's hard to do."

"Right? We're amazing."

"Don't get on with it"

"Soo!"

Johnny and Sarah's chop strikes straight at Ed.

To the relentless scratch, Ed sharpened his lips.

"It hurts... okay, he said he let me get on with it about now. When you become a knight, the more you dislike it, the more you decide to be squeezed by the captains."

"Indeed, I have heard that the training of the Knights of the Church is demanding. But we're already knocking through narrow gates at the time we're chosen. I think you should be proud."

"Look, I'm saying Maria."

"If no one stops you, it's Ed who's always on track."

"Exactly. How many times do you think Tina's pissed me off?"

And they get caught up in it and even get mad at Saila and Johnny.

It's unreasonable, but if you don't, it's so annoying that nobody stops Ed.

"It's minuscule. Maria would think so, wouldn't she?

"Haha... I..."

That's why I'm trying to keep Maria out of trouble.

"Soo!

Chop strikes Ed again.

Well, it's true Maria's in trouble, but she also enjoyed that exchange.

Lovely.

The usual routine.

No hatred, no plot, no sunlit presence like them--

"Virgin."

A monk, approaching at some point, spoke to Maria.

The look on Sarah, Ed and Johnny's face tightens all at once.

At the time of his service in the Cathedral, his status within the Church should be quite high.

Even if you don't know your face, if disrespectful behavior is something Tina will know, then dinner this evening must be one bean.

"Toizzo wants to talk to you."

I can lose my expression from Maria's face.

Be the face of the Virgin who always (...).

"Oops, sorry I took the time to be busy"

"Well, we should probably get going."

Direct nomination from the Cardinal - not just a job.

Ed and Johnny either called in the air or pulled Saila's hand and tried to get off the spot.

"Hey Sama! Well... I don't know what you're talking about, but hang in there!

Only one, Sarah, who noticed Maria's anomaly, was desperate to speak to her until the end.

No, Ed and Johnny, to be exact, were also on the lookout, but if they gave me the name of Cardinal, I had to shut up before that majesty.

"Ah..."

Maria walks away and sees Sarah as she misses herself.

"How have you been, Virgin?"

The monk spoke up so that he would turn down such sentimentalism.

"No......"

"Okay, you think you can still go back”?

In Maria's ear, multiple mixed voices whisper.

"Huh...!?

Breathtaking retrospective, the spiral was looking at this one at close range.

A tube of red meat swollen in bread, with blue and purple blood vessels floating.

That's laid neatly on my face, drawing a vortex.

But - soon it disappeared and went back to the face of the original monk.

Maria can't tell if it was a hallucination or advice from Origin.

But either way, we knew that they (...) would not allow their vision of the Sairas.

"I... yes, I know. I hate both men and demons... the life of this world that took everything from me..."

To Maria, who grumbles with bumps, the monk puts his neck up.

"... but"

It's not like I don't feel like going back.

No, that's an illusion.

It's only the wrong sentiment, like how young I would eventually regret it if I were pulled.

In two more years, it will be completely forgotten and fruitful.

So now we have to stay on foot.

Yang. Do not follow the whole place.

To destroy the world.

To forge a vengeance on all living and living things.

If it doesn't end.

To ugly, morally lacking, derogatory monsters like them - monks seen in the basement of popes and kings and cardinals and fives, or researchers belonging to the Church.

Cruelty is red and black marbles.

Immerse your mind in the accumulation that smells like such iron until stained.